Only one way out
You see the paperboy making his rounds. He'll do, you think...
You stride out of the house with a double-barrel shotgun and get the paperboy right in the stomach just as he is delivering the neighbor's paper.
He falls to the ground and is screaming in pain. This attracts the attention of a nosy neighbor who calls the cops.
You get in your car and make a desperate attempt to get to Mexico before they catch you, but you run out of gas two miles before you get to the border, right in front of a police station no less.
And it just so happens you live in Texas...so three years later you are being strapped in the electric chair.
You stride out of the house with a double-barrel shotgun and get the paperboy right in the stomach just as he is delivering the neighbor's paper.
He falls to the ground and is screaming in pain. This attracts the attention of a nosy neighbor who calls the cops.
You get in your car and make a desperate attempt to get to Mexico before they catch you, but you run out of gas two miles before you get to the border, right in front of a police station no less.
And it just so happens you live in Texas...so three years later you are being strapped in the electric chair.
